Ah, the joys of being Pagan!
No, not the fashionable new-age stuff, nor the African witchcraft; not the stuff that worships 'Satan,' nor the endless manifestations of 'Gothic' - none of that is kith and kin to the old religion. But be as calmly Pagan as others are Catholic, or Hindu and it's problematic.
The defiance of practicing witch-doctors (in Africa and elsewhere) against the modern world is their only way to hold on to what amounts to political power. common sense says one cannot heal with 'the laying on of hands,' yet even here in America such is accepted by some, practiced by some. The Bible says it is possible.
The witch doctor had faith. That in all probability his complete failure didn't sway the faithful followers is tragic.
Faith, religion is a means for humanity to hold the chaos of a world filled with mystery and wonder at bay, to shield people against fear, and a sense of mortality.
As a modern society, we adapt to demonstrations of physical laws and medical advances, though often religions often balk at the hard evidence science and technology produces.
Of course, cause and consequence fails when it reaches into the world of the well-documented paranormal - but I doubt faith can affect physics to a profound degree (at least at this stage of humanity).
Do you pray? Then you perform magic, in the perspective of some.
The witches, the shamans hold (in some cases) the culmination of tens of milennia of knowledge. It's a shame that we will lose that when the last of them are gone - even though it will be of immeasurable benefit to their cultures.
I respect this specific witch doctor for his conviction that his magic was real, his gods true, his power (or belief in it) built over a lifetime - though I do not agree with him.
A shaman once told me 'Seek great power with great care, for your mind may break, failing to be a worthy and capable vessel for the infinite, and the wreckage you become will go mad, believing yourself divine, when in truth you are lost.' I had just seen her dance for twenty minutes on the edge of a fully sharpened, long, heavy sword that was supported about two feet off of the ground, barefoot - without injury, even to surface nicks on her feet.
Yep, I've done it again - a long post (and that usually gets me in trouble, I know).
'By faith are we saved, through grace, unto life everlasting.' During the Battle of the Bulge, my father, his mind failing after the seemingly endless days and nights of carnage, saw his closest friend fall some fifty feet in front of him. My father stood, in the midst of a firefight and, reciting those words walked to his friend, picking him up and bringing him back to medics some hundred yards to the rear. A buddy of his present told me that the Germans threw everything they had at my father - and he was untouched. A few days later my father's feet were discovered frozen, black almost to the knees. He was supposed to have both of them amputated, but he refused. Two weeks later he was walking, his feet undamaged. . .
Faith? Magic? Confusion? Chance? Who knows.
We live with a conviction in a natural, absolute right to self-defense, to the ridicule and defamation of so many. May our magic never fail us, may we win simply by our faith, our deeds and our lives!
Would that I could gift someone an amulet, a charm that would let the other know that magic as absolutely as I! Because the best defense against someone with a gun intent on murder and mayhem is my own firearm, my training, my heart and mind - the result of decades of thought and study and hard work!
It's a pity the witch doctor didn't realize his shortuct wouldn't work - the 2A movement could use millions of people with his level of belief (though we might end up seeing voodo dolls of Chuck Schumer becomming popular. . .)!
Trisha